Tag Archives: esoteric meaning of myth

Why Myth? ~ Stuart France

Posted on October 12, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* ‘…history became legend, legend became myth…’ What a pleasant conceit, to suppose that this process produces myth. Whilst undoubtedly true for many legends the process can also work the other way. Many legends for example have produced history. Pre-eminently … Continue reading →

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The Tyrant of Uruk…

Posted on July 15, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* “The Eternal City of Uruk… See how its ramparts gleam like copper in the sun… Climb the ancient staircases up stone more ancient than mind… Approach the Temple of Eanna… Sacred precinct of the Goddess Ishtar… Her priestesses stand … Continue reading →

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Wish you were here?

Posted on January 2, 2018 by Sue Vincent

We regularly share the stories of our workshop weekends on these pages. What is impossible to share on these pages is the sense of warmth, the laughter and the camaraderie that attends these weekends. Those who come along are not … Continue reading →

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Wish you were here?

Posted on October 8, 2017 by Sue Vincent

Over the past few days we have shared stories and pictures of the places we visited during the Solstice of the Moon weekend in Scotland. What is impossible to share on these pages is the sense of warmth, the laughter … Continue reading →